No sooner than the words left his lips, any trace of a smile was lost and Caius' brow pinched in obvious sympathy.

"I'm so sorry, man." he said quietly. Fingers wrapped around the tumbler, but the immortal didn't drink yet. "So basically you've been burying yourself in this place. I know it probably doesn't mean much, given, but this is my third time back. Don't lose hope. She might come back."